Elisabeth's many virtues

Yesterday was Elisabeth's 14th birthday. As we went around the dinner table noting things we love about Eli, we came to Gwyn's third round. By now many things had been said, so she had to think a little.

"I love," said Gwyn, "how Elisabeth never cries."

This in fact is not the case, so we all smiled at this a bit. "Ah, you admire Elisabeth's fortitude, Gwyn?" Justin suggested.

"Yes!" Agreed Gwyndelin enthusiastically! "Her turpitude!"

Since turpitude: depravity, wickedness is the provided derivative for our little Latinists word turpis, -e: shame, the big girls thought this wildly funny.